"I will call you, you can't watch me fall into the streets, right?"

Su Xiaomeng blinked and said.

"Sometimes, our phones are turned off, and if you go there, you really can't find them."

Su Shiming smiled.

"That's fine. I'll call Brother Chen and ask Brother Chen to find Grandpa Guan. He will definitely not see me falling into the street..."

Su Xiaomeng said again.

"Haha, I am worthy of being my daughter, Su Shiming, and I am just smart."

Su Shiming burst into laughter.

“…”

Xiao Chen was speechless, is this smart?

I haven't discovered before that my father-in-law is a daughter slave?

Moreover, he always thought that his father-in-law and mother-in-law were very cruel and could abandon his children for so many years... and found that this was not the case after they came back.

“That’s.”

Su Xiaomeng nodded.

"You guys won't go out, right? You're not allowed to go out. When I take the exam, you must be at home... or I'll hand in the blank paper."

"Okay, okay, I won't go out anymore. My father will send you to the exam room at that time."

Su Shiming smiled and agreed.

"That's all right, come on, pull the hook."

Su Xiaomeng raised her hand.

"Okay, pull the hook."

Su Shiming was also happy to accompany his little daughter to be childish and stamp her.

In his heart, he owes his daughter.

When girls and children were really childish, he was not there.

Now, he also hopes to compensate his daughter.

"And Brother Chen, you are here too."

Su Xiaomeng looked at Xiao Chen again and said.

"Haha, do we need to hook too?"

Xiao Chen asked with a smile.

"OK."

Su Xiaomeng nodded and hooked her fingers with Xiao Chen again.

"At that time, I'll have to be there."

"Okay, I promised you, it's not been a few days anyway."

Xiao Chen nodded.

After chatting for a while, Xiao Chen found an excuse and went to the old fortune teller.

Zhuge Qingtian and the others have already left, but Lao Xiao is here.

"Why are you here?"

Xiao Chen looked at Lao Xiao and asked strangely.

"Why, if you can come, I can't come?"

Xiao Yi stared at him.

"No, that's not what it means."

Xiao Chen shook his head, sat down, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Old fortune teller, I've asked."

"Oh? What's the birth date?"

How serious is the old fortune teller?

Xiao Chen took out a note and handed it to the old fortune teller.

This was something he wrote down after hearing Su Qing say it, for fear that he would remember it wrong.

"What is this for? Are you going to settle the wedding day?"

Xiao Yi asked curiously.

"What day..."

Xiao Chen was speechless.

"This is not my birth date."

"Whose one? Is it from which girl? Do you want the old fortune teller to calculate for you, is it in line with your horoscope?"

Xiao Yi asked again.

"No, why are you so superstitious... and you still have the same eight characters."

Xiao Chen was even speechless.

"You are not superstitious, what are you doing with your birth date?"

Xiao Yi rolled his eyes.

"I……"

Xiao Chen opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"Let's tell you tonight, tomorrow."

After reading the fortune teller, he said slowly.

"Okay, you must figure it out."

Xiao Chen said seriously.

"I know."

The old fortune teller nodded.

"What the hell is this?"

Xiao Yi looked at the two of them, why did he still be so serious?

"This is Su Yunfei's birth date."

Xiao Chen told Xiao Yi what the old fortune teller said before.

"Not dead?"

Xiao Yi was also surprised.

"Watch it with your own eyes, cremation and burial with your own hands... Is there still an accident?"

"It is logical that there will be no surprises, but judging from their appearance, there are abnormalities."

The old fortune teller said slowly.

"Let me make some calculations tonight."

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded. According to his perception, Lao Su must be gone.

But he definitely hoped that beyond his knowledge, Lao Su... was still alive.

"Old fortune teller, then do you think, how old can I live?"

Xiao Yi asked.

"You must be unhappy if you say you live a hundred years old, right?"

The old fortune teller looked at Xiao Yi and said with a smile.

"That's sure, if you are a hundred years old... If you are a hundred years old, the grass on my grave will be tall."

Xiao Yi nodded.

"hehe."

Xiao Chen also smiled. For ancient martial artists, they cannot be measured by the standards of ordinary people.

For example, in the Chiyun Realm... Isn't there an old monster who is at least 200 years old?

Not to mention the Chiyun Realm, the old fortune teller in front of you... may be older than the Chiyun Ancestor.
To be continued...